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Poetry is ordinary language raised to the Nth power. Poetry is boned with ideas, nerved and blooded with emotions, all held together by the delicate, tough skin of words. Paul Engle
"What is a poet? An unhappy person who conceals profound anguish in his heart but whose lips are so formed that as sighs and cries pass over them they sound like beautiful music" Soren Kierkegaard
There is gaping hole within my heart now you have broken it apart. The void you left fills me with fear but I know I can’t shed one single tear. I loved you once but now no more since you walked from my door. Thoughts of you i will keep as …
Six years have come and gone, I need for you to know just how much our friendship touched my heart. You and I shared so much common ground of love and life of hopes and dreams, it bound us from the start. Two minds like one you knew my thou…
Kiss Me and Give Me Love then we can get Drunk in The City and make a Small Bump but dont forget to Wake Me Up before the Goldrush so i dont get Sunburn because you know im a Grade 8. You Need Me I Dont Need You but your my Little Bird and …
Offices are strange and fickle places, filled with stressed and bemused faces. I sit and watch the clock tick round wishing i could leave without a sound. I'm sure no one would notice the empty desk in the room busy with their papers and wr…
Women have simple tastes. They get pleasure out of the conversation of children in arms and men in love. H. L. Mencken
Last week my sister decided she was not in love with her fiancé and called off her wedding. So I thought to cheer her up I'd take her and my mother out for the day. Just 3 women spending the day in each others company. When I settled on the…
Sometimes being married is the best thing in the world but sometimes the worst. The hardest thing to understand is how the things that I love about you can be the things that drive me crazy. I spend hours struggling to decide if I can learn…